After the rebirth, the villain was arched

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A hundred years later, Ganrun Village.

The six or seven-year-old boy carried a basket that was almost as tall as him, and carried a sickle as long as his arm, and left the village silently when the night was getting dark.

The child climbed up the mountainside with a calm expression. The deep mountain was overgrown with weeds and strange trees. It was a little scary to bark its teeth and claws in the morning and dusk.

The sharp sickle cut off the herbs, and the boy skillfully raised his hand, stuffed the herbs into the back basket, and walked towards a deeper place step by step.

At this time, summer has just entered, the sky wakes up early, and the herbs in the basket have just been laid out, and the surrounding area is gradually brightening.

Those terrifying tree shadows became comical, and the chirping of the birds became much clearer. The boy glanced at the sky and quickened his pace.

Suddenly, he saw a person lying in the grass not far away.

He walked over cautiously with the sickle in his arms, the sound of his heartbeat was about to burst through his head, when the first ray of morning light broke, the man raised his hand, his eyes were bewildered, but there was a clear light like glass in his eyes, so clear that it seemed to be able to wash people's hearts of filth.

The morning light at dawn was too dazzling, and the child was stunned for a while before he could clearly see the face of the man in black.

With flawless white skin and facial features as exquisite as jade carvings, they are definitely the most beautiful people he has ever seen.The man is clearly dressed in black, but there is a gentle halo lingering, as if a god has fallen into the world.

The man sat up a little sluggishly, his drooping eyes slowly lifted up, the morning light seemed to be able to penetrate the thin paper-like skin, revealing the thin blue-purple blood vessels.

The expressionless face gradually became alive with the sober face, and those dark eyes were like a starry night, deep and shallow, but soft like water.He smiled slightly at the child, almost wanting to take the little guy's soul away.

"You, who are you?"

How can you sleep in such a place?

The man seemed to be stopped by the question. He seemed to have slept for too long and was still not awake at this time. He pondered for a while with crow-feather-like eyelashes, and then said: "I don't remember."

His voice was like the clearest spring water in the mountains, and his whole body smelled like clean sunshine, so sweet that one wanted to take a sip.

It is said that children from poor families are in charge of the family early, not to mention that they are so unusual, they come out to work before dawn, and they are not too shy compared to adults. They are clearly mature, but they are like a bewitched, so I believe it The man's words.

"Then why are you here?" The child put down the sickle in his hand, and let go of the vigilance in his heart. He always felt that... from the first time, his heart could no longer be suspicious.

The child rubbed his hands on the clothes behind him, his palm-sized hands were red from the cold, and the mud spots made by the grass blades rubbed on his back and hid them. Such a clean person made him feel a little Inferiority comes.

Even if life is bitter, he never cares about others' opinions, so what should he pay attention to?Food and clothing are always extravagant. In this winter, if you are not naked, you are lucky. When did you come to care about whether your hands are dirty?

The man didn't seem to notice his small movements, and shook his head with his expression unchanged: "I don't remember."

He didn't doubt at all, and even worried: "What do you remember?"

The man thought for a moment, but still shook his head.

The child put away his extroverted emotions, and seemed to have grown up in an instant, pretending to be old-fashioned and saying: "So you don't know where you can go."

As if seeing something very interesting, the man smiled at him, and his expression was as gentle as a stream that just melted in a few days: "Yes."

"Then..." The child turned his ears red and shut his mouth, "Then come with me."

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"Are you hungry? Do you want a drink of water?" Along the way, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and unconsciously spoke up.

The man quietly followed behind him, still shaking his head, as if he didn't need anything, just like the fairy in the legend.

The two of them went down the mountain along the path that didn't lead, chatting with each other.From time to time, the child cuts two handfuls of herbs and throws them into the basket.Maybe it's because I'm used to loneliness, or for some other reason, it seems that some inseparable connection has been established, as Mr. Na said in the school.

See you.

All those tightly buried memories were dug out by the child bit by bit, good and bad, like a few treasures, narrated in detail.

The child has no name, was abandoned in the village seven years ago, no one adopted him, and has never been abandoned again.He ate hundreds of meals for two years. Five years ago, the son of the Li family in the village was drowned, so they took in the children to guard against old age.It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Three years ago, the Li family gave birth to a daughter again, and the half-height child had to go to work.

Although the Li family did not explicitly state that they needed their children to make ends meet so early, he still insisted on self-reliance, went to the mountains to look for herbs that could be sold at a price, and sometimes caught some wild animals to feed himself if he couldn't exchange them for money.

He lives wildly and freely, without any worries or restraints, and even has a name for himself.

"Huanhuan." The man suddenly reached out to give the child a hand, and the child realized that he had almost stepped into the hunter's trap for catching rabbits.The thorns of the iron clip are cut so deep that if you step on it, your bone will be pierced.

Maybe it was because we were so excited about the chat that we couldn't even see the road under our feet.

The child stuck out his tongue, picked out the trap with a branch, and kicked the thing far away. The iron clip rolled a few times in the air, hung on the branch, and made a hissing sound.

A colorful snake slowly leaned out from the tree, and hung down enchantingly. Its erect pupils stared at the two of them tightly, spitting out a letter and wanting to attack.

The child has also caught a snake. This thing looks like the kind that can kill people instantly with a bite. No matter how you look at it, you can't mess with it.

If he met alone, he would still have the courage to fight, but now there is another person by his side, this person looks weak, let alone catch the snake, he just protects people from being caught by the snake It takes more effort to bite.

He raised his sickle vigilantly, and before he could open his mouth, the worm pounced with its mouth wide open, its finger-length fangs so sharp that it made one's scalp numb.

However, the worm was only halfway through, as if it had hit a wall, and even its fangs got stuck in the air.

The wide black sleeves on the side trembled, and the white skinny fingers flicked lightly, and the long worm that was frozen in the air flew far away in this rushing posture, and it was not known where it hung on the branch of the tree. up.

"You, you know fairy art?!" The child turned around in surprise, but saw the man in black staring at his palm in a daze.

Yes, the man doesn't remember anything.

"I see." Huanhuan clapped her hands suddenly, "You are a god who knows fairy arts!"

The man in black seemed to be amused by his statement, and smiled slightly: "Maybe."

"But you don't know what your name is..." The child frowned and thought seriously, "Then I'll call you Brother Immortal, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The man pulled the black hair that had fallen from his shoulders, and led the child down the mountain.

The two hadn't walked out of the woods when they suddenly heard noisy footsteps and human voices in the woods.

"The devil is here, everyone disperse! I'll wait right away..."

"Huanhuan!" An old woman called out suddenly.

"Xianjun said that the devil of hell is in this mountain, could it be..."

"I have long said that this child looks evil, what crime did our old Li family do!"

Even though he didn't know what happened, the child could tell that everyone's expressions were wrong. It was a look of disgust, hatred, chilling and other complex emotions, and even a little fear.

What monster?

He turned his head and saw that gentle and jade-like person, his heart skipped a beat.

That's too late.

"Monster, don't let go of that pheasant!"

"The people from the Four Great Immortal Sects have rushed here, today you have nowhere to escape, so catch them quickly!"

"He's not a monster!" The child jumped out, spreading his hands, his body was too thin to hold back anything.

"I have been confused..."

"God wants to break the peace of my world!"

"Even if I die here today, I will definitely capture this monster!"

During the speech, golden rays of light rose from all around, and the golden mang became denser and denser, forming an overwhelming momentum, illuminating the morning light like daytime.

"Last year's divination rumor...is not groundless!"

"This devil has escaped from hell, and the world will never be peaceful again!"

"I beg Xianjun to accept this demon—"

"I beg Xianjun to accept this demon—"

"I beg Xianjun to accept this demon—"

The onlookers fell to the ground one after another and knelt down devoutly. The golden light seemed to feel it, and it shone brighter.

"Go! Go!" Seeing that there was no way to stop it, the child dropped the sickle and pushed the man to leave, but found that there was no way out, so anxious that tears fell down his face.

"No problem." The man just waved his hand lightly, as if he was flying the worm in the woods, and the light disappeared, and there was a dull thumping sound all around, and everyone fell to the ground.

The child was so frightened by the sudden change that he couldn't even shed tears, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are they... dead?"

"I just fell asleep." The man's voice was no longer as gentle as before, even a little cold, "If I am really the monster they said, what should you do to me?"

The child pounced hard, grabbed the sleeves tightly with both hands, and cried in a suppressed voice: "You are not...you are the fairy brother."

The man leaned down and came forward, gently brushing away the tears from the child's face, and regained the comforting tenderness just now: "Thank you."

Children of this age are particularly sensitive. He seemed to sense something, and suddenly grabbed the man's hand: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah." The man didn't wave away those immature hands, "I don't have any memories of my past, and since they want to stop me, it's no longer convenient for me to stay here."

The child's eyes only wandered around in those eyes that were as clear as the sea before making a decision.

"Then can you take me away?"

Those eyes paused.

"Would you like to come with me?"

"Hmm!" His eyes were so determined that it almost burned his heart.

The man's eyelashes were lightly closed, and he said slowly: "If you follow me, there will be no more peaceful days, and maybe you will lose your life."

"I'm not afraid." His eyes didn't waver at all, and he shouted something crazily in his heart, and the complex emotions were about to burst out of his chest.

He doesn't want to leave him anymore.

"Okay." The man squeezed his hand, and there was tenderness in his eyes.

"Even if I take this life, I will definitely protect you."

To be continued.